Head and founder of a major contracting firm, Frank refused to celebrate the holidays, saying only, ‘Christmas is for children’.
Then, one brisk December day, Frank walked to work and in a nativity scene in a department store window, he saw anew the Child. He started to move away, but as he did, a sign across the street caught his attention: ‘Holy Innocents Home’.
His mind raced back to a Sunday school lesson years ago about how King Herod had feared the Baby Jesus and slaughtered children in Bethlehem. He recalled the day his own son David had died at the age of eighteen months. He hadn’t been able to speak his name since.
Frank impulsively went to the library and was surprised to learn as he researched the story that twenty children were estimated to have been killed by Herod’s men. He left the library with a mission.
Later that night, he told his wife Adele that he had visited the orphanage…that he had given them some money…that they were going to build a wing with it…and that he said, “They are going to name it after David.” What Frank didn’t tell his wife was that he had a vision of twenty children playing in a bright new wing at Holy Innocents.
As Adele hugged him, the vision came again, but this time there were twenty-one children at play.